Trigun
Dragon's Breath
Written by: Spike (No, I don't own Trigun, or anything about it, but anybody or thing I create is MINE!)
From here on out, it's time to get serious. The story's about to take a major upturn in events.
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Chapter: The Prophecy
Meryl decided to sleep only after she explained to Millie what had happened last night. Millie's expression was no different than Meryl, though she seemed to shake it out of her mind quite easily. Millie decided to pack her things while Meryl slept so that she could be ready for the departure to October.
"Only five iles left, Meryl! Did you have a good sleep?"
Meryl rubbed the sleep from her eyes and nodded, glad that she found some time to sleep, in any case. For the rest of the trip, Meryl and Millie discussed more on how they could get the people to realize that a resistance was coming without the Grog Mob noticing, Meryl packing her own things the entire time.
"It seems as though we may never get a chance to tell them that we can help. They're either scared, or overprotective, or else taken over by the Grog Mob. We were lucky to get a saloon and a sandsteamer in the same day!"
Millie listened intently, offering crazy ideas that would never work, while a black cat with huge green eyes* scratched at the door outside. Both girls ignored it and continued talking.
The sandsteamer finally came to a stop outside October City. The girls walked outside, briskly petting the black cat as they went by, and headed out to find a lodging for the night. If this man could truly help them, then the girls would be here for quite a while. As they looked, their conversation turned to the man they were to meet.
"Meryl, how in the world are we going to know it's him? I mean, there are lots of men on Gunsmoke - how do we know where to look or who to find?"
Meryl had anticipated this question, knowing that it would come up at some point, so she told Millie what she'd heard.
"I hear he has lodgings in a hotel-saloon combination building. I was hoping not to take up space in the same building as him, but we may have no choice if we can't find anywhere else."
"Well, Meryl, it doesn't seem like it would do much harm."
Meryl stopped in her tracks, looking at the ground. She knew Millie was right, she knew she was being stupid, looking for Vash on this vast planet. Her eyes became sad and shrunken. Finally, she turned to Millie and nodded.
"You're right. Let's go. The name of the building we're looking for is the Marlon Barrel."
===Marlon Barrel, Room 15===
"She is coming."
"Yes, mother."
===Marlon Barrel, Room 28===
"I hope those two get here soon. I have to make sure this man doesn't harm them - that's why his mother hired me."
Vash the Stampede looked hopefully outside his window, disguised in a solid crimson cloak, about the length of his red cloak. His silver pistol lay resting in his pocket, while his left arm was hidden from view by the cloak's long sleeves. No one should know about this arm... no one who didn't know Vash like they had.
===Marlon Barrel Hotel===
"We made it, Millie! Now, let's go find us a room!"
Meryl was very cheerful, having finally made it to their hotel. It was time now for them to get the resistance moving. She walked up to the main desk and requested a room for two.
"Yes, milady. We have one two-bedroom one-kitchen one-bathroom lodging availible for use. The room number is #30. Here is your key - please enjoy your stay!"
Meryl grinned and nodded, taking the key with gratitude, and she and Millie went up to their room. After carefully packing away their things, Meryl grabbed a large, red cloak and covered her face with it.
"Come on, Millie, time to see a man about a horse."
===Marlon Barrel Saloon===
Meryl and Millie, both covered in equally hideous red cloaks, entered the Saloon and chose a private four-person table to sit down at. Meryl had explained earlier that if they sat down at this exact table with their cloaks on, the people they needed to talk to would come to them.
"I hope this works, Millie - for the sake of Gunsmoke, at least."
After waiting a few minutes, during which time they both ordered small glasses of water and Millie ordered a main course of pudding, two people came and sat down at their table. One of them was wearing a very large, purple cloak which sank down to her socks, which were black with a single star on each side, and was carrying what looked like a large, silver ball with something red-orange inside. The other person was wearing pure black all the way down. This person, a man by his looks, had orange eyebrows and long, black, spikey hair. He looked like a blackened copy of Vash the Stampede. The first person pulled back the top of her cloak to reveal a beautiful woman's face which seemed rather aged. The man's face was kurt, and no emotion showed whatsoever. The woman set the crystal ball on the table and spoke in a soft, hushed voice.
"I'm glad you have come. I have something very important to speak of to you."
Meryl looked rather confused. She gazed wearily into the crystal ball without really asking what it was, and noticed that the red-orange liquid she had seen earlier was now swirling in a blazing fury. Meryl jumped back, surprised, but the fire kept swirling, until it finally stopped and rested, revealing through the smog the face of the woman. She spoke to Meryl in a raspy voice.
"Er time ago, an age of destruction. The deeds of this man could not be undone. Through ice and fire, he survived the fall. But his greatest challenge will soon come to call. To those he meets, he is naught but death. But his journey will end on the dragon's last breath."
Then, the woman's face in the ball disappeared, leaving the swirling ball of fire empty once again. The woman looked into Meryl's eyes, awaiting a response apparently. The man's face remained motionless. Finally, Meryl unstuck her throat and spoke.
"But... what does it mean? I mean... who are you talking about?"
Meryl could've guessed that at anytime - she knew the woman was talking about either Vash or Knives. The woman spoke again.
"You will have to find out. I am allowing my son, Kartsu, to travel with you. There is a chance of resistance. Use the eagle's eye..."
At that, the woman disappeared in a cloud of smoke, taking her crystal ball with her. The man sat down, staring deeply into first Meryl's, then Millie's eyes, and then he spoke in a voice that matched his face - kurt and emotionless.
"I am here to help, miladies. All you have to do is tell or ask me anything. Please, do not be hesitant."
Meryl nodded softly, then turned to Millie and nodded. "We'll be going back to our rooms. Please keep watch outside the door. I'm confident you have lodgings yourself."
The man nodded. Meryl, satisfied with her visit, exited the booth, leaving change for the water and the food - Millie had finished her pudding long ago. None of them had noticed another man enter a booth behind theirs. Vash's eyes seemed calm and relaxed as he watched the trio leave the saloon.
"I knew I could count on Kartsu and his mom, I knew it!"
Smiling to himself, he left for his own lodging, room 28. He whispered to his invisible self, "The resistance begins soon, my friend. Today... the resistance begins."
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Who is this man who has taken up guardian's position for Meryl and Millie? Why would his mom ask him to help? Most importantly, how does Vash know about him? The resistance begins... Vash is confident it has. Time to pick up the pace!
*: Kureneko-sama makes an appearence in every episode of Trigun - why not every fanfic? He's too cute to leave out! Hehe.... inner child speaks up!
-Spike (Bright, shining hearts forever more - endlessly smile, for you are alive.)
Dragon's Breath
Written by: Spike (No, I don't own Trigun, or anything about it, but anybody or thing I create is MINE!)
From here on out, it's time to get serious. The story's about to take a major upturn in events.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter: The Prophecy
Meryl decided to sleep only after she explained to Millie what had happened last night. Millie's expression was no different than Meryl, though she seemed to shake it out of her mind quite easily. Millie decided to pack her things while Meryl slept so that she could be ready for the departure to October.
"Only five iles left, Meryl! Did you have a good sleep?"
Meryl rubbed the sleep from her eyes and nodded, glad that she found some time to sleep, in any case. For the rest of the trip, Meryl and Millie discussed more on how they could get the people to realize that a resistance was coming without the Grog Mob noticing, Meryl packing her own things the entire time.
"It seems as though we may never get a chance to tell them that we can help. They're either scared, or overprotective, or else taken over by the Grog Mob. We were lucky to get a saloon and a sandsteamer in the same day!"
Millie listened intently, offering crazy ideas that would never work, while a black cat with huge green eyes* scratched at the door outside. Both girls ignored it and continued talking.
The sandsteamer finally came to a stop outside October City. The girls walked outside, briskly petting the black cat as they went by, and headed out to find a lodging for the night. If this man could truly help them, then the girls would be here for quite a while. As they looked, their conversation turned to the man they were to meet.
"Meryl, how in the world are we going to know it's him? I mean, there are lots of men on Gunsmoke - how do we know where to look or who to find?"
Meryl had anticipated this question, knowing that it would come up at some point, so she told Millie what she'd heard.
"I hear he has lodgings in a hotel-saloon combination building. I was hoping not to take up space in the same building as him, but we may have no choice if we can't find anywhere else."
"Well, Meryl, it doesn't seem like it would do much harm."
Meryl stopped in her tracks, looking at the ground. She knew Millie was right, she knew she was being stupid, looking for Vash on this vast planet. Her eyes became sad and shrunken. Finally, she turned to Millie and nodded.
"You're right. Let's go. The name of the building we're looking for is the Marlon Barrel."
===Marlon Barrel, Room 15===
"She is coming."
"Yes, mother."
===Marlon Barrel, Room 28===
"I hope those two get here soon. I have to make sure this man doesn't harm them - that's why his mother hired me."
Vash the Stampede looked hopefully outside his window, disguised in a solid crimson cloak, about the length of his red cloak. His silver pistol lay resting in his pocket, while his left arm was hidden from view by the cloak's long sleeves. No one should know about this arm... no one who didn't know Vash like they had.
===Marlon Barrel Hotel===
"We made it, Millie! Now, let's go find us a room!"
Meryl was very cheerful, having finally made it to their hotel. It was time now for them to get the resistance moving. She walked up to the main desk and requested a room for two.
"Yes, milady. We have one two-bedroom one-kitchen one-bathroom lodging availible for use. The room number is #30. Here is your key - please enjoy your stay!"
Meryl grinned and nodded, taking the key with gratitude, and she and Millie went up to their room. After carefully packing away their things, Meryl grabbed a large, red cloak and covered her face with it.
"Come on, Millie, time to see a man about a horse."
===Marlon Barrel Saloon===
Meryl and Millie, both covered in equally hideous red cloaks, entered the Saloon and chose a private four-person table to sit down at. Meryl had explained earlier that if they sat down at this exact table with their cloaks on, the people they needed to talk to would come to them.
"I hope this works, Millie - for the sake of Gunsmoke, at least."
After waiting a few minutes, during which time they both ordered small glasses of water and Millie ordered a main course of pudding, two people came and sat down at their table. One of them was wearing a very large, purple cloak which sank down to her socks, which were black with a single star on each side, and was carrying what looked like a large, silver ball with something red-orange inside. The other person was wearing pure black all the way down. This person, a man by his looks, had orange eyebrows and long, black, spikey hair. He looked like a blackened copy of Vash the Stampede. The first person pulled back the top of her cloak to reveal a beautiful woman's face which seemed rather aged. The man's face was kurt, and no emotion showed whatsoever. The woman set the crystal ball on the table and spoke in a soft, hushed voice.
"I'm glad you have come. I have something very important to speak of to you."
Meryl looked rather confused. She gazed wearily into the crystal ball without really asking what it was, and noticed that the red-orange liquid she had seen earlier was now swirling in a blazing fury. Meryl jumped back, surprised, but the fire kept swirling, until it finally stopped and rested, revealing through the smog the face of the woman. She spoke to Meryl in a raspy voice.
"Er time ago, an age of destruction. The deeds of this man could not be undone. Through ice and fire, he survived the fall. But his greatest challenge will soon come to call. To those he meets, he is naught but death. But his journey will end on the dragon's last breath."
Then, the woman's face in the ball disappeared, leaving the swirling ball of fire empty once again. The woman looked into Meryl's eyes, awaiting a response apparently. The man's face remained motionless. Finally, Meryl unstuck her throat and spoke.
"But... what does it mean? I mean... who are you talking about?"
Meryl could've guessed that at anytime - she knew the woman was talking about either Vash or Knives. The woman spoke again.
"You will have to find out. I am allowing my son, Kartsu, to travel with you. There is a chance of resistance. Use the eagle's eye..."
At that, the woman disappeared in a cloud of smoke, taking her crystal ball with her. The man sat down, staring deeply into first Meryl's, then Millie's eyes, and then he spoke in a voice that matched his face - kurt and emotionless.
"I am here to help, miladies. All you have to do is tell or ask me anything. Please, do not be hesitant."
Meryl nodded softly, then turned to Millie and nodded. "We'll be going back to our rooms. Please keep watch outside the door. I'm confident you have lodgings yourself."
The man nodded. Meryl, satisfied with her visit, exited the booth, leaving change for the water and the food - Millie had finished her pudding long ago. None of them had noticed another man enter a booth behind theirs. Vash's eyes seemed calm and relaxed as he watched the trio leave the saloon.
"I knew I could count on Kartsu and his mom, I knew it!"
Smiling to himself, he left for his own lodging, room 28. He whispered to his invisible self, "The resistance begins soon, my friend. Today... the resistance begins."
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Who is this man who has taken up guardian's position for Meryl and Millie? Why would his mom ask him to help? Most importantly, how does Vash know about him? The resistance begins... Vash is confident it has. Time to pick up the pace!
*: Kureneko-sama makes an appearence in every episode of Trigun - why not every fanfic? He's too cute to leave out! Hehe.... inner child speaks up!
-Spike (Bright, shining hearts forever more - endlessly smile, for you are alive.)